Abandoned Louisville

“Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.”
―Cormac McCarthy, All the Pretty Horses

These two houses were owned by a rock quarry, outside of Louisville, NE, and they were right next to one another. At one point, I heard the white house was town down, but my husband thought they were both still there, so I am not sure.

I do know if they are still there, they are private property, nonetheless, so be careful if you decide to explore!

I can only tell you what I am inserting below, which is including a sketch of the interior of each home, and a Google Satellite Map. I was unable to find much about either house before the Rock Quarry bought the properties.

The building below was an out building of some kind behind the white house. At the time, I thought it might have been another house, but according to the map it looks like an out building.

“To live in this world you must be able to do three things to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go” ― Mary Oliver

My favorite part of this particular house was the old television set peeking through the bare window.

The waving grasses in the sweltering August breeze sway back and forth in front of my lens, as I perched in the middle of it watching the house, imagining who once walked the halls in this old house.

The Google Satellite map is below, and the sketch of the interior of the house beneath that one.

“The only thing new in the world is the history you do not know.”―Harry Truman

The green house, and farm is such a beautiful property. The jade green house with the screened-in porch, surrounded by wildflowers, and the faded brick-red bard against the clear, blue sky.

The Google Satellite Map Below, and the sketch of the inside of the house.

Each of these places has one thin in common. Not the shards of broken glass still fixed in the window frames. Not the decaying patches of roof, or the no trespassing signs. They each contained tiny clues evident to the fact that at one point they both housed people who loved them.